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Date Posted: 19:19:57 03/22/03 Sat
Author: Wythe Bloodwhisker
Subject: **the female weasel strolls slowly into the sparring area**
**She glances around at those beasts who already had sparring partners, then hefts her diamond-tipped spear slightly. Her blue eyes sweep over her other weapons: a saber in a sheath at her belt and a throwing dagger up each sleeve. Sighing, Wythe set her normal weapons in a safe place and went to the side of the area, where the practice weapons were held. She picked out a spear and saber, each with their blades missing. In the blades' place were bundles of thin lathes, made to give the same length and width to the weapon but none of the lethalities. Wythe did not bother picking out a dagger, practice weapons were often unbalanced. Holding the saber in her right hand and the spear in the left, Wythe approached the fray of the fighting and looked for an opponent.**
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